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He grabbed her around the waist and put her in the center of the bed, then stood and admired her.
“I love you so much, I think there are burn marks on my heart.” Blake touched his chest.
“Do they hurt?” Livia wondered aloud with a wink.
“Only when I’m not holding you.” Blake trailed his fingertips from her ankle to the top of her thigh.
“Hold me always then. I’m yours.” Livia batted her lashes playfully until one of his hands gripped her gently bound wrists, and the other abandoned her leg to trace her jaw.
Blake kissed her lips until she finally fidgeted with anticipation.
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